I change the pace of the game.

The basement recovered a tense silence, interrupted only by Sofia's ragged breathing. My fingers caressed the keyboard, enjoying the moment when absolute power translates into a simple command.

"Enough for now," I said, and my voice flowed through the speakers with a calmness that made them both shiver. "Friend, take off the weights and the clamps. Clean the wax from her skin. I want her to be flawless again, but don't think she has regained her freedom."

With slow, almost reverent movements, the friend began removing each metal object. Sofia let out a sigh of relief tinged with agony when the weight stopped pulling on her flesh, but her body was still vibrating from the overstimulation. Once she was clean, I gave the next instruction:

"Now, put the black silk blindfold on her. I want her world to be reduced to what she feels and what I decide she hears. And find the state-of-the-art wireless vibrator that is in the velvet box. Place it on her carefully."

The friend obeyed, depriving Sofia of her sight and sealing her intimacy with the silicone device. On my screen, a new interface appeared: "Remote Device Control - Basement". I slid the cursor to the right, increasing the intensity to 80%. Sofia's body arched instantly against the cross, letting out a sharp moan that was lost in the basement's acoustics.

"It works perfectly," I whispered, watching Sofia writhe in her personal darkness. "Friend, listen to me carefully. You are going to leave her there, chained and blind, for the next two hours. She is going to be alone with me and with this little motor that I control from my hotel room. You can go upstairs and enjoy the rest of the house... but you won't leave empty-handed."

The friend looked at the camera, her eyes shining with curiosity and poorly disguised envy for Sofia's state.

"In the same case, there is a second vibrator, a twin model. Put it on right now. Both are synchronized by the house's network. What I make Sofia feel, you will feel in every corner of my property. If she reaches a climax by my command, you will do it with her, wherever you are: in the kitchen, in my bed, or in front of the TV."

The friend didn't hesitate for a second. She placed the device on herself, and a jolt ran through her body the moment she closed the circuit. I knew the connection was established.

"Now, go. Explore my home, drink my wine, but remember that every time you feel that vibration inside you, it's because I am looking at your friend and pressing the button. In two hours, you will come back for her. The joint game has just begun."

I watched the friend leave the basement with faltering steps, already affected by the rhythm I dictated, leaving Sofia alone, in the dark, tied to the cross, and totally at the mercy of my digital whims. On my screen, the timer started running. Two hours of absolute control. Two hours of **** pleasure.